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Diablo and Warcraft are both Bad.

But I'm a terrible addict and fixated on combining the two, so here we are.


The Beginning Of All Things
Diablo and Warcraft's universal origins are relatively easy to combine. The universe was still created in the explosion of energy from a single "Perfect Pearl" The Heart of Creation, this created the radiation of other energies, Light/Shadow/Elemental/Arcane/ Etc... that coalesced into the planes of existence (elemental, shadowlands, etc) which underpin reality, as well as stars and planets, which then gave rise to elementals and early life.

Some of these early beings are recognizable as the Titans, Tathamet, Anu, Elune, Grond, and the Sporemounds, but there are many more across the cosmos.

Two of these ancient forces were gradually drawn into conflict over the Worldstone, the last remaining shard of the Heart of Creation that birthed the universe, which granted the power to sculpt reality itself. Anu, a being of radiant light, and Tathamet a creature of demonic shadow, battled over it zealously, in what would be known as the Eternal Conflict. Each time one or the other took possession entire planets would be created from nothingness and existing worlds would be remade in the image of its bearers until it could be wrested back. With the Worldstone, Anu cast Angels and other beings from himself to serve him in the conflict, while Tathamet used the Stone to spawn demons and myriad other horrors, vomiting them from each of her seven heads.

Anu and his angels sought out allies, with the Titans, the Celestial Goddess Elune and the primordial being An'she, being among his closest. Together, they defeated the armies of demons, voidborn horrors and other entities, but Anu was shattered in the process, his radiant energies coalescing and empowering the angels who would eventually make up the Angiris Council. The Angels, took hold of the Worldstone in the aftermath of the battle but the young Council asked their allies the Titans to help safeguard it and put its power to good use. Together, they shaped Anu's Physical remains into the realm of the High Heavens, while Tathamet's vile corpse was used to form the Burning Hells, the first of many prisons for the demons, and the birthplace of the Great Evils, Diablo and his kin who rose from her decaying energies.

Sargeras, inspired by Anu's sacrifice, set out on a Burning Crusade to eradicate all evil from the universe, rather than rest triumphantly alongside his angelic allies, or indulge in the joys of creation with his titanic kin. He filled many prison worlds such as Marduum with scores of demons and other entities, but in time he still found himself disgusted by the universe spanning evils he confronted, turning to madness and embracing destructive Fel energy in an attempt to wipe the slate of all creation clean.

Shortly after Sargeras's departure, but long before his madness, the rest of the Pantheon turned their attention to sculpting new worlds and mending the damage done by the eternal conflict, happy to return to their work. Upon each world that the titans ordered, they would build great engines and machines that would slowly draw energy released by the world and forge it into a new Titan, replenishing their numbers after millennia of conflict. Indeed, the Titans revisited many worlds to awaken their newborn kin, but it was not long before the titans came across a world not scarred by the war between angels and demons, but infected by beings they had never seen before, creatures that would come to be known as the Old Gods.

The Infestation Of Azeroth
For eons Azeroth had been a world untouched by the Eternal Conflict, developing naturally. The titans had seen this cycle unfold countless times before, arcane energies permeated the universe, and on occasion these would allow Elementals to manifest from their home planes, their feuding lords mingling energies slowly giving way to plant and animal creatures eking out survival amidst the tsunamis, earthquakes and firestorms. These in turn eventually manifesting powerful Wild Gods that would help to balance the elementals until they grew dormant, finally allowing fragile mortal civilizations to flourish while the wild gods slip from world to world through the emerald plane of Life that connected them all. While there were exceptions, variations upon the theme, the titans had never beheld a world like Azeroth, once so full of life to sustain the fledgling titanspirit they had seeded there, but now so plagued by strange parasites, despite their horror, the Pantheon quickly deduced what had happened.

The abuse of the Worldstone during the Eternal Conflict had left reality itself frayed and torn across the whole of the universe, Azeroth and several other worlds had been bathed in powerful magical energies, empowering their inhabitants greatly... but also attracting otherworldly beings of hungry flesh.

Since time immemorial the old gods had devoured their way across the void far removed from the eternal conflict in their own realm, but several Old Gods had been drawn to the immense energies given off by the tears in reality and they each sought to conquer the world for themselves, though they collaborated at first, each secretly sought the other's downfall. Shortly after they first arrived, the Old Gods created the N'raqi, faceless creatures hewn from their own flesh, which attacked the elemental lords of the plane, binding them to the will of the Old Gods and setting them against the worlds wild spirits.

Several of the fledgling Wild Gods were slain, captured, or devoured, and the Old Gods vomited forth the Aqir, corrupted mockeries of the creatures they had consumed to further bolster their forces, but the world's defenders were not so easily defeated. The wild gods fought back ferociously, slaying the invaders minions and piling their corpses like mountains, liberating some of the elementals and even wounding the old gods themselves. The serpentine god Hakkar was an especially voracious creature, and devoured many of the Faceless Ones, developing an overwhelming taste for blood.

But though they could be wounded, the old gods would not truly die no matter what harm was piled upon them, even if their bodies were torn to shreds, their corpses would radiate out shadowy energies, damaging Azeroth in Cataclysmic explosions, while their otherworldly nature allowed them to reform elsewhere on the world. Even when the old god Y'shaarj devoured several of its wounded kin and took their strength for its own, their essences were still contained within its body waiting to be freed, it seemed for a time that the wild gods were doomed to eventual defeat even if they resisted for eons.


The Ordering Of Azeroth
Disturbed by the Old Gods chaotic nature and the way that they consumed the living things and wild spirits of the world, the Titans and their allies Elune and An'she became determined to oppose and contain them, lest they consume the nascent titan within the world and spread through the universe like a vast plague.

Elune and An'she set to work first, wresting the elemental lords Neptulon and Therazane from the Old Gods influence, the Titans then crafted armies of constructs and took to battle against the old gods alongside them.

The Old Gods were not without their own 'allies' though, they called out to other creatures of depthless hunger within their home realm, that would be known only as the Voidlords. Though in their original realm the Old Gods and Voidlords had fed upon each other in endless cycles, the worlds beyond the rifts were ripe with new kinds of physical matter and magical energies driving them to widen the rifts and pour through. These powerful energies further damaged azeroth, threatening to shatter the world to cosmic dust.

The Titans were horrified, it was dangerous enough that the Old Gods might plague the material universe, but if the Voidlords spread into the other rifts leading to the elemental and spiritual planes, they might upend all of reality. Leaving nothing to chance, the Titans called upon their angelic allies for the use of the Worldstone, and sealed the rifts leading to the Void. As an extra measure, they embedded the Worldstone in Azeroth's surface inside one of their grand fortresses and used its powers to imprison the Old Gods, while also partitioning Azeroth's planes from the rest of reality, containing the threat and crafting them into utopian homes for the elementals and gods... though some came to see them as little more than gilded cages.

Many of the Wild gods and elementals resented the meddling of the metallic skinned travelers, while their aid against the old gods and the powers of the void had been essential, they continued to study and experiment upon the captive entities, as well as the wild spirits themselves. Many among them had not welcomed the Titans initial ordering of their world and a few even saw the titan that bore the world's name as little more than another parasite, but even still, several of the wild spirits grew close to their new allies through the compassionate hands of Eonar, the goddess Elune, and An'she.

The titans, while cold and dispassionate at times, were not without reason, they knew there were yet more old gods and rifts out across the universe, but only a single Worldstone, it was imperative that they devise methods to contain and combat these void entities just as they had with the demonic threat.

In time, the titans built their many facilities across the world's surface, but the world was still badly damaged by the intensity of the cosmic battles. The titans sought out a world with vitality to spare that they might be able to draw strength from to mend Azeroth, and came across the world that would become known as Draenor.

Draenor was brimming with life and home to enormous primordial beings that were locked in constant battle, Grond and the sporemounds. Like Azeroth, Draenor had been affected by the cosmic rifts, infusing it with great energy but far fewer old gods had attacked this world, and for the first and only time in their history Grond and his shards the Colossals fought alongside the Sporemounds to destroy the Old Gods, hurling them into the darkness of space or consuming them utterly. The titans were convinced, only Draenor had the vitality to not only mend Azeroth, but help it resist further corruption, and so they tore a piece of Draenor's crust from its surface, and with the aid of Elune and An'she, who gave up much of their strength to restore the world, mended Azeroth.
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The Shapers Departure

With the world mended the Titans prepared to depart, constructing a vast temple complex for Elune to recuperate in upon the world's larger Moon, while An'she was given a floating complex near the world's sun from which she could rejuvenate her own energies.

Trag'oul, a mysterious serpentine being of cosmic balance who had long made Azeroth their home and was respected among both the titans and wild gods, was chosen as one of the world's chief guardians, alongside the Titanic Keepers that were spread across the myriad world forges upon the surface.

Over his long years upon Azeroth, Trag'oul had become progenitor of the dragons, powerful reptilian creatures that lived all across Azeroth, and the five most powerful of his children were chosen to receive blessings directly from the Pantheon themselves before the Titans departure, much to the dismay of the Keeper Odyn.

Finally, with the world's overseers and defenders secured, the Titans bestowed one last gift upon the world of Azeroth, a massive font of magical energy known as the Well of Eternity. The well was constructed around an enormous inland sea that had formed from a wound in the planet's surface where they had destroyed the Old God Y'shaarj's physical form, and it was ringed with powerful constructs that would guard it from outside intrusion and tampering. While each titanic facility had its own source of power, the Well would suffuse both the titans machines, as well as the world and its inhabitants with its power over time, nurturing their development and ensuring Azeroths defenders would always have the strength to defend themselves from outside assault.

Content that the world was securely safeguarded, the Titans bid melancholy farewell to the world and their allies upon it, knowing it would be long before they could return, but having left behind messengers to carry warning to them should their aid ever be direly needed.

The Legends Of Ancient Kalimdor

The Dragonflights soared over ancient Kalimdor seeing to their charges, the Keepers and their titanforged armies were ever vigilant in their defense, and the wild gods and elementals settled into the wilderness, maintaining the world's balance. Thousands of years passed in peace and stability, the threats to the world were few, its defenders strong and the few foes that assailed it were quickly dealt with. The ages were not absent of hardship or challenge, creatures from the dark beyond hungered for the world, there were brief feuds between the wild gods, and myriad other threats, but they were passing conflicts, never serious, and none compared to the chaotic time in which the world had been first been forged.

It was in this age of early mystery and legend that the first mortals slowly emerged from the world's wilds and depths. The Trolls, fierce hunters who venerated the wild gods, were among the most prominent, raising primitive temples and expanding slowly across the young world, though they stayed far from the stern guardians of the Well of Eternity.

As time wore on, yet more mortals emerged Jalgar, Tortollan, and many other races arising on the vibrant world. They interacted, often peacefully but sometimes violently, with each other, the primal world, and its guardians. Though most were often supported by their progenitor deities Elune and An'she distantly guided several emergent species who either had no direct creators, or whose creators had largely been weakened or consumed by the old gods, most devoted among these were the early Moonkin and Yaungol.

Though the Yaungol took to wandering the wilds of the world as humble hunters, the Moonkin congregated in isolated forests and vales, protecting places sacred and secret in the name of Elune, to prevent the other young races from harming themselves or others.

Mortals were not the only new life to emerge on Azeroth's surface. Elune came to love the elemental Lord Neptulon, and their daughter, an enormous Kraken of radiant beauty, came to be known as the Tidemother, and took to watching over lost creatures at sea.


The Age Of Trials
Not all of the world's wild spirits and elementals were benevolent, though they had fought together against the old gods and other threats, some carried the scars of these battles deeply, growing sadistic and cruel. Hakkar had never been a kind god, but over the years the faceless blood he had consumed smoldered in his dark heart with chaotic power, and his terrible hunger grew ever more insatiable. Distantly, the dormant old gods dreamt of worlds where they might manipulate the soulflayer in order to free themselves, but his will proved too strong, the fierce wild god simply began the wholesale massacre of any mortals he came across to sate his thirst.

The other gods were horrified by Hakkar's actions, while mortals had always been looked down upon they had never been killed so callously. Many fought to protect their followers from Hakkar, and Ultimately, the Green Aspect Ysera was roused from the Emerald dream by the horrified emanations in the sleep of mortals, and she struck out against Hakkar, with her flight scattering his children while the Dreamer herself destroyed him, though as a god his spirit persisted in the grey shadowlands, seething and preparing to return in time.

This was not the end of Azeroth's woes though, but the beginning of an age of true trials, as the budding world gave way to more numerous and more powerful threats, both from outside and from within. Many early mortal societies foolishly coveted the lands and resources of each other, and came into more and more ferocious conflict. Even when provided with room to grow and settle by Neltharion reshaping mountains and valleys for them, conflicts of other kinds emerged even within the same societies. Though not powerful enough to be more than a nuisance at first, some even sought to claim the power of their gods, the dragons, or the titans shining cities for themselves.

These battles filled the defenders hearts with sorrow, though many had little love for mortal life, they had no desire to destroy it either. From the mortal point of view, these attacks were rare, only once every few decades when a foolish or violent leader came to power and forced their people into a doomed campaign, but to the immortal defenders and gods, the foolishness of mortals seemed constant, and many came to have a dim view of their charges, secluding themselves in distant parts of the world, reflecting on how to better guide them or simply abandoning their followers.

Others however, were forced to leave the mortals behind in order to focus upon threats to the world, as a new foe fell from the stars. They were faintly like the Titanforged in that they were clearly constructs, creatures of gleaming metal, but though they came in a variety of forms their shapes were largely thin and sharp, at some places their limbs and bodies didn't even seem to connect, held in place only by magnetic force.

None were prepared to fight such a foe, the constructs were not particularly durable, but would continue fighting and moving even with grievous damage, and quickly repaired themselves given time. They used little magic but were highly resistant to it, and worst of all, they behaved incomprehensibly, cutting away wood and stone and metal from the world and drawing it away, paying no mind to any other living thing unless interrupted, whereupon they would strike without warning, remorse, or pity. Their vessels would fall like arrows from the sky, plunging into the world's surface and pouring forth their innumerable constructs to take in their harvest, before retreating back to the ominous. Because they did not speak, they were simply given a name due to their appearance 'Jaggeds'. At first only the wild gods and dragons took action to defend the world as they only seemed to damage the land and plantlife without caring for mortals or animals, but as the Jaggeds encountered titanic facilities they began attempting to strip away and scavenge the grand engines of the makers as well, causing the titanforged to take action.

It was simple enough to face the Jagged in battle as they employed no true strategy or tactics, but they were deadly combatants and paid no heed to their losses as long as they acquired the resources they targeted, and were quick to retreat and relocate elsewhere. Even with the titans waygates the Keepers could not respond quickly enough to prevent all damage to their facilities, and it was only when the massive defenses of the titans facilities, the Hammer of Thorim , meant to prevent the landfall or escape of more old gods or cosmic debris on the planet, were turned on the Jagged's vessel that the constructs fully gave flight in their damaged craft.

Unable to pursue the bizarre attackers, but undaunted, the Keepers were confident they could protect their world if the constructs returned in the future, but they did not realize that the damage had already been done, though it had only been for a moment, the scavenging constructs had weakened the Old Gods prisons for a single day before the damage was repaired, this was all that the Old Gods had needed to call out, even from within their prisons, to reach some of their minions still hidden deep beneath Azeroth's surface, and sow the seeds of future horrors.
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The First Age of Light
After the destruction of Tathamet, and the crafting of her corpse into the Burning Hells to serve as a prison for the demons that they defeated, the angels threw themselves into a grand celebration... and a grand crusade, seeking to destroy the remaining holdouts of demonic influence upon the myriad worlds they infested. While before demons had regenerated in the twisting nether, the creation of the Burning Hells allowed angels to bind their souls there, imprisoning them upon their rebirth.

Leaderless, the demons fell before Imperius and his armies with surprising ease, and in time the demons were forced into either hiding, no longer capable of fielding the forces needed to face angels in the open, and restricting themselves to skulking in isolation, or fleeing far from Angelic armies. Imperius ever relished the glory of combat, and pursued his remaining quarry persistently, though the demons were too scattered now to pose a threat to the heavens themselves, the angels would not allow the demons to freely wreak havoc on the rest of creation. With the demonic armies in disarray, many angels found themselves able to focus on existence outside of the Eternal Conflict's constant battles. Auriel dedicated herself to mending worlds torn by demonic aggression, often partnering with Imperius and traveling in his wake after he had purged a world, or aiding him in battle on the rare occasions the demons were entrenched enough to pose a threat. Itherael and Malthael began traveling alongside their titanic allies to assist in the shaping of worlds and studying the grandeur and magic of the universe. Tyrael, ever dutiful, traveled between his angelic kin and serving as a beacon of justice upon each world he alighted upon.

Many worlds flourished in the outpouring of light and peace, many angels, and even members of the Angiris council at times, would briefly appear to the mortals upon worlds when in combat with demons or to purify demonic taint from the eternal conflict. Though most angels regarded mortals as little more than weak and pitiable creatures, they always protected them all the same as part of creation, and a few angels even began to develop a faint fondness for them.

Tragically, the forces of the Burning Hells were not idle, and the age of light was not to last forever.

The Breach Of The Hells
Shortly after the creation of the burning hells, the Great Evils arose from Tathamet's corpse. Without the angels to do battle against, the Evils and other demons swiftly fell upon each other in a bloody war for domination of their realm. The constant influx of new demons trapped within the realm by the angels purges ensured the war was chaotic and mercurial, with entire legions of demons erupting within the middle of newly conquered territory, only to themselves be buried beneath the deluge of corpses from another army of demons invading to take advantage of the confusion.

Ultimately, Mephisto set Azmodan and Belial against Andariel and Duriel while his forces united with the armies of his siblings, Baal and Diablo, then crushed their divided enemies. The Hells were each divided up by the Great Evils, with the three Prime Evils claiming victory and dominion over the divided forces of the Lesser Evils, but awarding them each a realm to maintain a modicum of control over the chaotic realm's core, as even after centuries of bloody conquest, the demons could not extend their reach into the anarchic wastelands upon the edges of the hells.

With the hells finally held together by Prime Evils tyranny, the siblings set their plan to escape their prison and wreak their horrors upon creation once more. The Burning Hells had been crafted with the Worldstone through the combined efforts of the Angels and Titans it would be impossible to escape from within alone, and the titans and angels were fully aware that demons still free from the Hells might attempt to summon their kin from outside its confines, so the Hells were firmly warded against such magics as well, but the Great Evils labored together to find ways to reach out from within their prison, to peer into the cosmos that their scattered kin still inhabited, and search for ways to tear free of the Hells.

The Great Evils found their answer in the creatures of the void, though the demons were unaware of the Old Gods and Void Lords, their kin that still skulked in the dark places of the cosmos had caught glimpses of other creatures of the void in the past, lowly voidwalkers and beings of shadow. If the great evils could not escape or be summoned from the Hells directly, they would do so through the empty realm of the void, it would be a simple matter to tear open a rift and simply use the shadowy dimension as a middle-ground, or so they thought.

For thousands of years the demons struggled to pierce their prison, cannibalizing each other for power in rebellions and massive rituals of sacrificial violence, but when they finally succeeded in tearing a gap in the hells, they found themselves besieged by the forces of the void.

The Old God Na-Krul had heard the demons scrabbling upon the walls of their prison for eons, and had assaulted the barrier to the hells from within the void, its power finally spilling out of a dark pit in the center of the hells realms known only as the Abyss as it sought to consume the energies of the hell for itself.

For the first time, the Great Evils fought alongside one another leading their armies against the Old God and relishing in having a new enemy upon which to vent their millennia of frustrated bloodlust. Though not empowered by the consumption of Azeroth's wild gods, Na-Krul was a powerful old god that had consumed many of its kin. It produced endless waves of Aqir and faceless soldiers that fought zealously, never before had creation witnessed two armies of such depraved zeal clashing. The Old Gods and Demons mental manipulations had little effect upon each others forces, and though the demons would perish if slain within the burning hells, just as they would in the twisting nether, they fought with a determination they had never known before.

For the demons, this was not just a wanton slaughter as so many had known in ages past, or that those born within the hells had heard tales of this was a battle for their liberation, that would allow them to escape their prison and into the Great Dark once more. And so the Great Evils pressed with crazed fervor, Andariel whipping the demons forces into a frenzies, Duriel butchering the Aqiri by the thousands, Azmodan commanding the demonic armies, Belial weaving illusions to disguise the demons numbers and forces, Baal annihilating Na-Krul's generals and Mephisto slaying his spellcasters, Diablo strode through the ranks and finally smote Na-Krul himself, sending him back into the void and finally allowing demons to be summoned into the Great Dark once again.

The Second Great Conflict

Scholars across myriad worlds debate whether to consider it a continuation of the Eternal Conflict, or separate, but the difference is trivial, the demons that had never been trapped within the hells erupted from hiding, summoning their kin en masse, and the forces of the Great Evils poured out into the Great Dark. Belial and Mephisto would have preferred to move subtly, but their demonic kin proved impossible to placate, fresh from their victory over Na-Krul they felt unstoppable, and entire worlds were razed in the ensuing tide of mindless bloodshed.

Determined not to let their enemies entrap them ever again, the Great Evils focused on spreading their forces as far as they could while the angels were still struggling to respond. Imperius and his forces had quickly moved to battle the resurgent demons, but many of their kin were unprepared for the sudden return of their demonic foes. Auriel and Tyrael managed to organize the Heavenly forces to defend worlds too weak to resist demonic incursion, but it would take time for the Angiris Council to be fully assembled, and this time their titanic allies would only be able to provide token aid, as most of their forces were still caught in their own conflicts containing the Old gods.

Even so, the angelic forces carried out hit and run campaigns of heroic bravery, diving into the newly formed demonic holdouts and devastating them before they could be fortified, though they lacked the forces to commit to the complete purge of worlds needed to retake them. Many worlds saw the angels as saviors amidst the chaotic onslaught of the demons, appearing and defending them, then disappearing just as quickly. On others, titanic guardians awoke from slumber to crush the interloping demons and protect the grand facilities of their makers.

The Angels and Titanic guardians were not the only forces to oppose the demons though, other entities across the Great Dark fought against the demonic hordes. Radiant Naaru, wild gods, awakened elementals, enraged spirits, and even mortal civilizations like the Aldrachi took up arms to defend their homes.

In time, the Angiris council reconvened and coordinated a full assault against the demonic swarms. Seizing their opportunity, the Great Evils convened and led their elite forces in an abrupt siege upon the Diamond Gates of the High Heavens themselves. With the vast majority of the heavens forces dispatched to other worlds, the Angels found themselves in a desperate battle, but ultimately the Evils fell to infighting. The angels rallied and took advantage, driving them back to their tormented realms, mourning for the worlds that had been consumed in this terrible demonic offensive, but victorious. With the Evils in retreat, and the rest of their forces spread thin and unable to fortify their holdings, the demonic infestation that had spilled out of the hells was broken up but it had spread too far and clung stubbornly to the worlds that it had nested upon.

Though the second chapter of the great conflict had ended, its lingering taint had sown the seeds of future terrors.
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The Madness of Sargeras and the Burning Legion

Long before the Demonic resurgence, or the Pantheon's encounter with the Old Gods upon Azeroth, Sargeras's once valiant attempt to rid the universe of evil was driving him to madness. Sargeras had set out with only a modest army of titanic and angelic followers, and though the warmhearted titan took on a scant few allies as they fought their way across the universe, Sargeras was continually dismayed by the seeming universality of evil. There was no shortage of demonic holdouts even after Tathamets end or mortal civilizations that suffered under their influence. Worse yet, Sargeras found numerous other forms of evil on his long journey, as even without demonic influence or the corruptive whispers of old gods, mortals, gods, and other beings were all capable of the same cruelty and malice that the demons showed.

Without the balancing influence of the other angels and titans, Sargeras and his army slowly began to lose themselves in zeal, convinced if they only fought harder, faster, more ruthlessly, that they might achieve their goal. But as time passed they witnessed the same tragedies again and again, acted out in different worlds, and eventually they encountered the same rifts in reality that had been born of the Worldstone's abuse.

Seeing the otherworldly horrors that poured from the rift to pollute the material universe, Sargera's mind experienced a terrible clarity, the universe was inherently flawed and doomed to fall to corruption, the only solution would be its total destruction... and then to recreate it anew. Sargeras's madness spread to his followers as they began tapping into dangerous fel energies with wild abandon, 'cauterizing' the rifts and beginning their crusade with new, twisted, vigor. Instead of simply destroying or imprisoning demons or creatures they encountered Sargeras would infuse them with fel energy and bind them to his will, knowing that to purge the whole of reality he would need a force like no other, an army of demonic ferocity, with titanic discipline, and angelic zeal. A Burning Legion.

Knowing that his path would set him at odds with his former allies, Sargeras continued further into the Great Dark, searching for a world upon which to set the foundation for his terrible Legion. After destroying several potential worlds, he set upon the demonic stronghold of Argus. The world was home to the Eredar, diabolic sorcerers long separated from the corpse of Tathamet that had built up their own twisted civilization. The Dark Titan overwhelmed its Triumvirate and set them at the head of his new Legion's demonic forces.

It would be many millennia before the Pantheon and his former allies would become aware of Sargeras and his mad crusade, only whispers of unnatural green flame among stray demons reaching them, lost among the countless other evils of the universe. Sargeras believed the worldstone crucial to reforming reality once evil had been purged from it, and thought it still secure within the high heavens, planning only to return once the Legion was strong enough to overcome their defenses.


The Exodus Of Inarius and Lilith

Inarius was a powerful angel that reported directly to the Angiris council, a hero of the light that had slain countless demons and was renowned for their intelligence, skill, and wisdom. Despite all of his accomplishments though Inarius was somewhat odd for an angel, while all angels had a strong innate connection to their purpose as servants of the Light, Inarius was one of the few who questioned how best to fulfill his role. Even before the destruction of Tathamet he had somehow longed for more than simple battle, and in the First Age of Light he had found a great fondness for serving as a protector and teacher to mortal races, some among his peers felt he grew too close with his charges, and the seed of vanity did grow within the great angel, but it was not until the tragedy of the demons resurgence and the slaughter of his former followers that Inarius grew truly dissatisfied with the great conflict.

With the return of the demons and the eternal stalemate between the Heavens and Hells, as well as the Titans and their seemingly unending hunt for the forces of the void, Inarius was disillusioned and longed to escape the Eternal Conflict and he was convinced he could not be alone in his desires. His beliefs were confirmed when he was caught by Mephisto's forces after a battle and taken before the demoness Lilith. Desperate, Inarius raved against the pointlessness of the conflict and asked if Lilith had never once had similar thoughts. The demoness had long suffered amongst her kin, tiring of the ceaseless battle as well and released the angel, with the two meeting in secret again and again afterwards, slowly falling in love... and planning their departure. Cautiously, the pair sought out likeminded followers from both sides of the eternal conflict, and sought out a world where they might live in secluded peace.

Tragically, the eternal conflict and other forces of the universe were in such flux that the pair could think of no world secure enough to reside in save the fortified realm of Azeroth. The location of the worldstone was secret from most angels to prevent demons from torturing the location from them, and the Titans would not return to the world for millennia, perhaps ever, as their conflict with the Old Gods seemed as endless as the angels and demons own bloody feud, ample time for them to entrench themselves upon the world in either case.

The only question, was how to secure the world for themselves.
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